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About Budapest

I strut past, head high, thinkin’, “Pathetic worms, all o’ ya.” Saw this one lass, right, skinny as a twig, eyes big like No-Face, starin’ at me all needy. Made me wanna slap her, but nah, I just smirked—let her stew in it. Reminds me o’ Haku sayin’, “Don’t look back,” but these prossies? They always lookin’ back, hopin’ some knight’s gonna save ‘em. Ha! Fat chance, luv.

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Now I read a tripadvisor comment that this area turns into the red light district at night. He said there are hookers on every street corner and this is not a place he would bring his wife. Is this .

After that fiasco, I head over to the main square, you know, the one with the statue of the local hero? Yeah, that place. I’m just tryin’ to grab a bite at the little food stand. I order a lángos, and while I’m waitin’, I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. So, I hop outta Bessie, and I’m like, “Hey, let me help ya!” She’s super grateful, and I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside.

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